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Showing posts with label BokDol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BokDol. Show all posts

Sunday, September 4, 2011

BokDol Adopted.................................... by me

I finally decided to make it official. I'm adopting BokDol.  My friends are already teasing me that I've joined the "failed foster" club.  I protest, though.  Can it really be considered a foster failure if I started off with the "foster-to-adopt" in mind?  :-)

Here are some pictures of BokDol after his bath on Saturday.  




And here is him lounging today.



He doesn't know yet that I have plans for him.  We'll be attending obedience class in a few weeks and I'll be introducing a backpack on him.

He'll also be my chaperone dog to this teenager here:






Thursday, August 25, 2011

Training PoongSoon vs. BokDol

PoongSoon is in her 6th week of Puppy Socialization class at HVOC.  At the same time, I've been working with BokDol at home.  He's still rather scared of traveling outside the home so no group class for him until he's better.

Here are some differences that have evolved between the two though:

PoongSoon is slower to respond to verbal commands but acts faster with hand signals.
BokDol is very, very good with verbal commands and only needs the hand signals for reminders.

PoongSoon can be very sloppy with her sits, her comes, her watch-me's, etc.
BokDol sits very precisely, comes to a neat front.

PoongSoon has no reservations about climbing on top of agility equipment during puppy class.
BokDol is still afraid of the vet scale, the outdoor dog house, etc.

PoongSoon will sometimes try to knock out food with her paw when I tell her to "leave it."
BokDol will flatten himself on the ground.

PoongSoon doesn't normally pull while on lead.
BokDol will pull using the harness, the Alaskan Collar, the EZ Harness by Premier, and the Gentle Leader.

Most of my ouchies from PoongSoon is from her using her jumping on me and scratching me with her front paws.  Most of my ouchies from BokDol is from him ramming the top of his head against my legs (right on the bone!) while trying to twist out of my grip on his collar.   When I first got him, he gave me a bad hyper-extended knee.  I've learned since to never lock my knee around him.